Chapter 850: Chapter 528: We Lost (Vote for Monthly Ticket)
“Boom!”
Iceland kept shaking as Ogysail’s Miracle Army felt the Supre Lord’s will. No further orders were needed; they had already set out to intercept the enemy.
Yellow Spring and Asura, two Third Awakening Miracle Entities in Iceland, almost nobody could match them in battle.
Especially Asura, once he took action, the sky turned blood-red, and the entire world seed to beco a purgatory, countless Evil Ghosts crawling from Hell, slaughtering the Giant Tribe on this island to near extinction.
“But.”
Queen of the Berserk Hunt: “We don’t even know who the enemy is…”
Ogysail said to fight, but they had no idea of the enemy’s situation.
How were they to fight?
As for Navia, with Old Luwei there, Ogysail was definitely going to commit. That place couldn’t be defended.
“A Fifth Awakening entity, the other Clans could not possibly have the sa strength as him.”
Ogysail had crossed spears with the Marquis of Heavenly Mandate, and although the opponent’s Miracle Entities seed nurous, they were anything but.
Aside from the strongest and real origin ones, the other Miracle Clans, they could only bully the Miracle Citizens. If they really faced the Berserk Hunt King, she alone could annihilate them.
“No more persuasion needed, I won’t leave.”
Ogysail’s attitude was resolute, and the Queen of the Berserk Hunt felt his determination: “Then don’t underestimate the enemy, use my power.”
The strongest state of the Master of Miracles was naturally to rge as one with the Miracle.
Miracle counted as one, and Master of Miracles counted as another, stacked together, it’s equivalent to twice the power of Four Awakenings.
The Miracle and its master unite, as if commanding the battle personally.
Ogysail: “Alright.”
“Crack!!”
The sound of space shattering ca from nearby. Ogysail turned in surprise, only to see a pitch-black figure suddenly appear out of nowhere, the other person was within arm’s reach.
‘How could this be?!’
Before Ogysail could react, the Queen of the Berserk Hunt imdiately stepped in front of him.
“Who dares to touch him!”
The might of the Queen of the Berserk Hunt’s Four Awakenings instantly unfolded, and Yaksha felt a vast power hitting her face-on; she had never fought a Miracle Warrior before, and upon contact, she was shocked to find the gap between them was so large.
“Whoosh!”
A golden Long Spear appeared in the Queen of the Berserk Hunt’s hand, and with a swing, she stabbed towards Yaksha.
“I can’t block it.”
“Retreat!”
Yaksha chose not to engage with the Queen of the Berserk Hunt; she was outmatched.
But no matter, her mission was already complete; others would take over the upcoming battle.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
However, the Queen of the Berserk Hunt clearly didn’t intend to let Yaksha leave unscathed; she gripped the divine spear in her hand, and at that mont, Yaksha’s heart sounded frantic alarm bells.
‘This!’
Yaksha tried to hide, but the sense of crisis did not disappear. She conjured endless laws into a fog capable of hiding her figure, but to no avail.
Nowhere to hide, no way to dodge, she couldn’t defend against this attack!
‘What kind of move is this?!’
Yaksha was extrely surprised; after all, she was still young, just a girl by origin, with far less battle experience than her brothers and sisters.
Faced with being targeted like this, Yaksha panicked and could only watch helplessly as the Queen of the Berserk Hunt hurled her divine spear, while she herself was like soone under a paralysis spell, unable to move a muscle.
‘Can’t defend against it.’
Realizing the gap between them, Yaksha no longer tried to defend: “Then I won’t defend.”
Miracle against Miracle, even if there were differences in their ranks, killing each other was no simple task.
Even the Queen of the Berserk Hunt at the Fourth Awakening level, when facing the Second Awakening Yaksha, who was also a Miracle Clan mber, would need to launch such attacks hundreds of tis to have a chance of killing her.
“Boom!!”
A trendous force originating from the Queen of the Berserk Hunt broke through Yaksha’s endless laws, shrouding her in power capable of felling gods.
“Berserk Hunt?”
“Be careful, my attack didn’t hit her!”
The Queen of the Berserk Hunt now closed one eye, but through the other, everything under the mist could not be hidden.
“Such terrifying power, although not fully awakened, it already has a hint of deicide.”
As the mist dispersed, a figure appeared in front of Yaksha; she stood on crimson clogs, holding a scarlet long blade two ters and forty centiters long: “Seize the opportunity, Yaksha.”
“This woman, let deal with her.”
The Queen of the Berserk Hunt was very strong, even the Ghost Princess did not have certain victory: “You fall back.”
Fortunately, taking down Ogysail wasn’t a must.
Sigurian’s plan was Navia and Iceland; as long as either was conquered, they would hold victory firmly in their hands.
At this very mont, Ogysail was being targeted for assassination; it was impossible for him to focus his energy on the god of light, Bard. Should that front collapse, Old Luwei would execute the island slaughter plan, and everyone would die by his sword.
Of course, ‘death’ here rely ant the loss of their physical bodies; Old Luwei would preserve their souls well.
As long as Ogysail admitted defeat and surrendered after the battle, Bailuo would return those people to him. All in all, it would be but a loss of several tens of years’ worth of effort, and those souls would again beco living beings.
“You have already lost, why not surrender willingly?”
What the Ghost Princess said was true; even if Ogysail won here, he would have lost Navia.
If the souls of the people of Navia were not returned, Ogysail’s loss would be greater than that of several million citizens; given the choice, he would rather sacrifice the latter than lose the forr.
“Damn!”
Ogysail behaved as if he wanted to fight it out, but he was well aware that it was pointless.
They could not defeat the Ghost Princess, and even killing Yaksha on the side was nearly impossible.
Moreover, the enemy still had three Miracle Entities.
The Queen of the Berserk Hunt saw through the Ghost Princess’s strength; her battle ability was comparable to her own, and after she and Ogysail underwent transformation into their Miracle forms, their doubled Miracle Power could indeed suppress the Ghost Princess.
But as said before, truly killing her was difficult, nearly impossible to accomplish.
However, conversely, the Ghost Princess could hold off Ogysail, now transford into the Berserk Hunt King, for one hour, two hours; with that ti, people like Yaksha and Rakshasa could even kill all the Miracle Citizens on Iceland.
If that ca to pass, it would result in a dire predicant even worse than the current situation; Ogysail dared not imagine the consequences.
Falling from grace was one thing, but being severely wounded, even shaking the foundation, that was what he found hardest to accept.
“Alright.”
“Very well.”
Ogysail thought several tis to make a move, but as words reached his lips, they ultimately turned into a long sigh: “King Yatun, Morgan, I will avenge today’s grudge sooner or later.”
“Everyone, stop,” Ogysail declared, “We have lost this battle.”
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